lish treasures.
On the walls were numerous photographs of her old schoolmates and the
flag of the seminary she had attended. And on the mantel rested the
picture of Raymond Case, the high polish of the surface marred in one
spot where a tear had fallen upon it.

The girl was tall and slender, with a wealth of light-brown hair and
eyes of deepest blue. It was more than a pretty face, for it had a
certain sadness that was touching.

For several minutes the girl had not moved. Now, as the door opened
and the woman who was on guard upstairs came in, she gave a long sigh.

"Can I do anything?" asked the woman, in a voice that was not unkindly.

"Nothing, thank you, Mrs. Morse."

"Would you like a cup of tea, or a bit of toast? Mrs. Jessup can make
it easy enough--she has nothing at all to do."

"I do not care to touch a thing."

The answer came in a dreary monotone. The girl's trials were beginning
to tell upon her. At first she had tried to bear up bravely, and the
words Raymond had spoken had comforted her, but now he was gone and the
whole world looked dark once more.

"Has anybody called?" she asked at length.

"Nobody to see you."

"Nobody?" Margaret began to pace the floor. "When did the coroner say
the examination was to be continued?" she went on.

"To-morrow morning at eleven o'clock."

"And who is to be put on the stand?"

At this question the woman in charge began to fidget. "Excuse me,
miss, but I was ordered not to answer questions. I'm sorry, and I wish
you wouldn't worry so much. If I can do anything else--"

"You can do nothing."

At that moment came the sounds of carriage wheels and a cab from the
depot drew up to the door. Margaret looked through the slats of a
blind and saw that the arrivals were Raymond Case and a stranger, a man
wearing a rather ordinary suit of clothing and a rough slouch hat.

"Thank Heaven, Raymond has brought somebody!" murmured the girl.

There was a short consultation at the front door and she heard the
young man say: "He has a perfect right here and I demand admittance for
us both." Then another murmur followed and the pair came upstairs.
They knocked on the door of Margaret's room and were admitted, and Mrs.
Morse was told that she might go.

"This gentleman has come to give Miss Langmore some advice," said
Raymond Case. "If we want you we will call."

"But I have orders--"

"Miss Langmore will remain in this room, so you have nothing to fea